Blackmailed For Love

He didn't knock as he entered the small file room.He stood there and looked around, if he was impressed by the work I'd had done in just two days he didn't say it.

Instead when his eyes came back to me they were as cold and hard as an ice block.

Once upon a time they used to look at me like I was his whole world.

"Get up.We are leaving."

I blinked up at him, not understanding where he was taking me.

His eyes narrowed on me and he said, "You are not doing a good job of following my orders."

Not giving into the urge to roll my eyes, I stood up and grabbed my small purse.

Pressing my hand down to smooth out my skirt, I rounded the desk and I asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Your home.I decided I'll drop my whore back at her place at the end of the day."

His words made me wince and he saw it as a moment later he grabbed my wrist to pull me in front of him.

His hard eyes caressed my face and he said, "I won't let you forget it.The way I couldn't forget.I'll keep reminding you and myself who you truly are."

I bit down the inside of my cheek and stared back at him.I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing how his words were scratching at my bruised heart.

He gripped my face and dug his fingers into my cheeks as he demanded, "Say it."

One thing about Kristian was, he always lashed out and did everything he could to not be the only one feeling the pain.

When someone hurts him he hurts them back tenfold.

And he didn't know how to stop until his enemy was beaten down and destroyed.

I had seen it with my own eyes.I knew it deep in my bones how far he could go.

So there was no trying to fight it.

Also, I just didn't want to fight him.

He had his demons and I used to be his comforting place despite our age difference but then I turned on him, became the one who broke his trust, and became another person in his list of demons.

"I am a whore." I said, giving him what he wanted.

Or maybe I was just a glutton for punishment His lips twisted.

"Whose?"

"Yours."

Only his.

Ever his.

"That's right.Don't you ever forget that."

He walked out of the room and made me follow him.

Unlike him my steps were hesitant as I followed him, I didn't want him to drop me home.

I had lied about my town, my schooling and my current

status as

people here to my personal life but now he wanted to drop me home: Please, God, make him

Nope.

Not on my side.

Like he ever is.

god, why?  His car didn't have a

anything that would make it any less than the beauty that

up as a memory from the

GT and he had taken me on a

we had spent the evening later

without waiting for me or

later I heard the ignition turning

quickly to the passenger side before he could get irritated and start

moment I sat down, I tried, I had

drive me.I can go.I'll

He didn't say anything.

held the steering wheel like one would hold a lover as he pulled out of

minutes later, I knew where

had written on the form after

tried again, "You can

a few

me and he said, "I'll

you want

on my

him up on his offer, I didn't have enough money

I sighed.

will buy

would just have to suck

off and I will wait for him to leave

different and longer route back to my actual place

won't ask for the

thought made me sad, more than the fact that I would be

car came to a slow

to him and

a long moment that made me nervous and then, he said, "Let me walk you

becoming such a gentleman all of a

knew

shook my head and put a smile on my face as I said, "No,

closed my eyes and cursed my fate as he opened

so much as I

answer didn't come and I didn't wait

on my side, I blurted

He arched a brow.

he couldn't come inside except that he would know that

wouldn't want

between us and he

what felt like hours he stood back against his car, crossed his legs at the

I saw the

looked like

that was a combination of blood